"Block spiritual power?" Lu Chen's expression was rarely solemn, Su Mo always refreshed his understanding of her.
"Yes," Su Mo nodded, she was also excited, "There are many recipes I can exchange with zombie heads, this is just one that I tricked out of Su Niang, I didn't expect it to actually work."
Last time the casually fried meat gave a prompt, so she also took a try-it-and-see attitude, there was no harm in it either way.
She didn't avoid Jianxiong while doing these, the bull-strong man had said enough in the morning to make her accept him as one of her own.
"Sister... this is completely different from last time," and that magical warm current, Jianxiong examined the slice of meat finely, hoping to spot some clue.
"Jianxiong, let this remain within our stomachs," Lu Chen put down his chopsticks, his deep blue cold eyes carrying a warning.
Jianxiong stiffened his back and said sternly, "Sister has confided this secret to me, I could never betray her."